Well, it goes that way: This young man; well
He was surfing the web; Why? Well, it's hard to tell!
However, he was on Skype, Hotmail, Gmail and Yahoo…
He was emailing and being emailed, yes, he was Instant Messaging too…
Well, his inbox on Hotmail and Gmail were filled up to the thousands…
His contacts were many more than his ability to meet his email demands…
He kept accepting friends' requests hoping to realize his dreams…
He thought he'd done that once or twice or so that's how it seems!
Yet up until a day like this no one seemed destined to…
Help him fulfill that dream of his as he thought she would do!
That's when the Friendship on Face Book Street revived his failing hope;
The hours he lent; the sentiments spent; at times he could not cope…
But just as hope seemed to despair this fair Bathsheba kind…
Who, anon appeared with astounding charm just simply blew his mind…!
Is there anymore to tell? Well not much except what you Facebookers would like to share!
But to tell you since that time He has downloaded files of romantic tender loving care;
No longer does he just surf, email, instant message or post just hoping to meet...
But he now has a testimony, he has met 'Someone' and it was all owing to 'The Friendship on FACE BOOK Street'!
The End. Completed 18/12/2012 9: 38 PM
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